A Japanese "Adventure"

I was born in Brazil, live in Japan for 7 years. In June of 1993 I suffered a head injury in a traffic accident just in front of the university where I was studying that time. It happened at 5 o'clock am, there was a Korean acquaintance next me in the car, but thank's god nothing happened to him because he was using seat belt. I was not. The car, a yellow Volkswagen beetle, hit the middle the road and turned around, I was thrown to out of the car and had the left part of my skull broken. I was in coma for 1 week.

All these details of the accident, people told me later, because I still now, cannot remember clearly not even who was driving the car that time.
The Korean fellow ran away after the accident and left me in middle of the street.   Later somebody who lives in the second floor of a coffee shop near the accident took place, called the police and an ambulance. I was brought to the Toyohashi City Hospital. An emergency surgery had started since then. It was starting brain inflamation, so fast that if nothing had been done I would have died in a few hours maybe. The brain was supposed to inflame so that would be pressed by the skull and then sudden death. The doctors then have had developed a new way of dealling this matter, it was still new that kind f surgery, actually the 20th in japan I think until now. The doctor took off the left part of the skull, and froze for 20 days, untill I was recovering for the coma, and the brain came back to the normal size. Then a second surgery happened, defrosting and putting the skull back in the right part. Many people went to visit me at hospital after I came out of the comma, still with the left part of my skull off. Thanks to evrybody, I could recover fast, in a month, specially to my mother that came all the way from Brazil, to stay with me.
When I just woke up from the coma, I just remember that I was saying goodbye to a few people like that I loved so much like my grandmother and grandfather that had passed away when I was still a teenager. And I woke up saying thanks to them.
This first week after the coma, things happened like I could speak only Japanese the first time, even to my mother, so that a Brazilian nurse had to translate to her, although I could understand what she was saying in Portuguese. After a few days, I started to speak only English to her, and to a few friends from Australia, Canada and US.

After about a week, my mother tongue, Portuguese was back. The doctors sayed that the language part of the brain had had injured.  I would just like to thanks all the people who went to visit me at hospital and sorry if I couldn't recconize someone that time, If you were there and know what I'm talking about, please send an answer to suplicy@sala.or.jp